[color=603F6E][center][h1][b]Agatha Loom[/b][/h1][/center][/color]

Agatha had made the accomplishment of being Leader for a whole two weeks of the Coven. She thought it was probably due to her own [i]existent[/i] sense of direction, but deep down she knew it was mostly thanks to her not being very combative. Every time one of the other leaders breathed the wrong way, they'd force a revote for their greivous sins. Agatha guessed she just didn't have that level of conflict-generation, due to her own nature.

Still, she knew it was in bad faith for her to have been late to one of the group's own meetings on a Saturday Afternoon. She just tried to write that off as her own [i]effort[/i] towards leading The Coven. She sent out a group text to organize the meeting. Most of the members seemed on board, Madison even offering to pick up some pizza. So far so good. But a couple hours before she was supposed to head down into town, Agatha wanted to make sure they had actual things to discuss instead of just hanging out for a couple hours then heading off to the beach, supposing another goddamn fight didn't break out in the middle. So, she decided to trowel the internet for any big recent "weird" occurences, something for them to bring up and... Maybe get somewhere?

Unfortunately, she got a bit too caught on the idea. By the time she printed out enough possible leads on Extra-Normal activity, she saw that she was a bit past the time for the meeting. She went as fast as she could, gathering up her notes and then heading into town, hitching a bus down to the abandoned Lucky Strike Casino. But just as she approached the front doors, she could hear the typical sounds of the Coven-- Yelling, shouting, things getting thrown around?

Jesus Christ.

Agatha walked in and it was about as bad as she expected it; Sin's pet Griffon was going on a feral rage, like an angry house cat but the size of a horse. A few of the broken slot machines were out of playing and lying down. Madison certainly brought the pizzas... Which were currently lying around, smearing the old moldy carpet, as the girl was covered in dinosaur bones and trying to fight Keisha to a standstill. Babylon just hung around, looking smug, while Emily, the Apparition's host, yelled at her. Agatha put two and two together, figuring out that Emily's affixed spirit had gotten bored. 

She [i]really[/i] didn't want them to trash their lair before she could even do any big leader-things. With that in mind, she decided to try and take a bit of authority. Tried, anyway. 

"Hey... Guys, cmon... Stop figh-- Stop... Stop fighting... Guys? Girls? Gals??" Agatha tried speaking up to get everyone's attention, but was drowned out by the fighting between Madison and Keisha, as well as everyone else just chatting and doing their own things.

She knew she didn't have the presence to get the attention of an ancient spirit and a large gryphon. So she decided to improvise. No problem, she guessed. Three of them had already been throwing out Abstractions.

"Everybody C-CALM DOWN!" Agatha yelled, announcing her presence if she hadn't already by opening the doors. She held open her free hand, generating a small orb of light which quickly roiled and grew, about to the size of a baseball. She then gave it a gentle heave, tossing it onto the ground between Madison and the massive gryphon. It splatted against the ground, taking the shape of a dome of yellow light before blinking brightly. Only a few seconds later, it burst, filling the room with blinding light and a loud ringing noise, hopefully enough to shut down the brawl.

"Okay! Everyone, sit down and be quiet if you don't want tinnitus before you're thirty. Emily, tell Babylon to stop bugging Sin's Gryphon. Now. Sin, get a leash on Keisha" Agatha instructed. She tried to hide her own nervousness at basically telling everyone, including a ancient and powerful Apparition, to shut the hell up and listen to her. Though she tried to give the illusion of authority, it wasn't hard to see she was extremely tense, almost about to buckle under terror. Following her own example, she pulled up one of the stools that was tossed across the room, sitting down on it.

Taking a deep breathe to restore her composure, Agatha pulled up the folder she brought with her. Inside were different articles from the past few weeks that she printed off the internet for them to hopefully discuss. She then decided to address the Coven properly, facing each of the members.

"Okay! Sorry for being late, but uhh, if we're done screwing around, we can get this meeting under way." Agatha addressed properly, at least in the event that the rest of the Coven decided to humor her and actually simmer down. Come to think of it, maybe basically throwing a flashbang in the room wasn't the smartest way to get everyone's attention.